And the food! I just had the best breakfast of my LIFE… something called Nutella on this freshly baked— still warm from the oven— bread. Oh my God, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.
Anyway, hope you and Dad are well!
Ciao for now!
J
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To: Jane Harris
Fr: Cal Langdon
Re: Time to talk
Since you seem so reticent to discuss this face-to-face, I see no alternative other than to continue our eversation. I believe you were saying something to the effect that I ought to mind my own business where matters of Mark’s heart were concerned, and I was busy maintaining that I felt it my duty as a loyal friend to warn him of the emotional and financial jeopardy in which he is placing himself. Have you given the matter more thought, or are you still blinded by the romance of the thing?
Cal
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To: Cal Langdon
Fr: Jane Harris
Re: Time to talk
Oh my God, I can’t believe you’re e-ing me from the front seat AGAIN. CUT IT OUT!
J
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To: Jane Harris
Fr: Cal Langdon
Re: Time to talk
What other choice do you leave me when you won’t speak to me in person? I haven’t budged from my position that these two are making an enormous mistake. Have you, perhaps, come around to my way of thinking? I notice you seemed reluctant to leave the pool today when your friend Holly was urging us to get ready for the trip to Castelfidardo….
Cal
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To: Cal Langdon
Fr: Jane Harris
Re: Time to talk
Because I was having a nice time at the pool! At least until YOU showed up there.
And no, I haven’t changed my mind. Holly and Mark belong together, and I don’t understand why
anyone would think otherwise.
And I’m not “blinded by the romance of the thing,” as you put it. It’s sweet, that’s all. And if you do anything to try to ruin it, you’re a creep!
J
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To: Jane Harris
Fr: Cal Langdon
Re: Time to talk
A creep?
Cal
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To: Cal Langdon
Fr: Jane Harris
Re: Time to talk
You heard me. Or read me. A CREEP. Only a creep would try to talk his best friend out of marrying the girl of his dreams. Don’t even tell me that isn’t what you were up all night doing down there on the terrazza.
J
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To: Jane Harris
Fr: Cal Langdon
Re: Time to talk
How do you know what I was up all night doing? You went to bed at ten.
Cal
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To: Cal Langdon
Fr: Jane Harris
Re: Time to talk
I just happened to get up to get a drink of water, and I saw you out there. You and Mark.
But it didn’t work, obviously. Or we wouldn’t be making this trip to Castelfidardo, now, would we?
J
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To: Jane Harris
Fr: Cal Langdon
Re: Time to talk
I didn’t get a chance to speak to Mark, due to the fact that the excessive amount of alcohol he put away at dinner rendered him comatose. Not, I would like to add, a good sign that he is looking forward to his impending nuptials with joy.
Cal
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To: Cal Langdon
Fr: Jane Harris
Re: Time to talk
Oh, please.I could drink Mark under the table. He’s always been a lightweight. He was probably just trying to keep up with you. That doesn’t mean ANYTHING.
Besides, every guy has the right to let off a little steam before he gets married.
J
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To: Jane Harris
Fr: Cal Langdon
Re: Time to talk
> every guy has the right to let off a little steam before he gets married.